The Trophy Pedestal by the window
By, Magdalena Arias
In honor of the memory of Grandma Ila, who always knew what to say.
My mom always told that I should marry whom I want. That it is my choice. Yet I don`t know. My grandma did not have a choice. She was like a potato sack, taken against her will. They told her to marry a good man and there along came my grandpa with eyes like ice and a lot of money. He grabbed her, brought her to him and sat her there. Next to the kitchen shelves and the sink, like a golden soccer trophy, that after a few years you`ll forget and leave alone on the shelf to accumulate dust and later be thrown away. And there she stayed. Looking out the kitchen window, thinking about her young years and telling stories about her childhood to her children and later to her grandchildren.
I don`t want to end up like that. Not like my grandmother on her trophy pedestal by the window. I don`t want to be trapped on a cage that is my own house like her. My grandmother passed away on the 17 of November of 2012, but I will always remember her, and yet I don`t want to take her place on the trophy pedestal by the window.
By, Magdalena Arias
In honor of the memory of Grandma Ila, who always knew what to say.
My mom always told that I should marry whom I want. That it is my choice. Yet I don`t know. My grandma did not have a choice. She was like a potato sack, taken against her will. They told her to marry a good man and there along came my grandpa with eyes like ice and a lot of money. He grabbed her, brought her to him and sat her there. Next to the kitchen shelves and the sink, like a golden soccer trophy, that after a few years you`ll forget and leave alone on the shelf to accumulate dust and later be thrown away. And there she stayed. Looking out the kitchen window, thinking about her young years and telling stories about her childhood to her children and later to her grandchildren.
I don`t want to end up like that. Not like my grandmother on her trophy pedestal by the window. I don`t want to be trapped on a cage that is my own house like her. My grandmother passed away on the 17 of November of 2012, but I will always remember her, and yet I don`t want to take her place on the trophy pedestal by the window.